Charlotte messenger. [volume] (Charlotte, Mecklenburg Co., N.C.) 1882-18??, 1887-09-03

men lost 1t through misrepresenting the
value of their goods; manufacturers,
through selling adulterated articles; and
even an artist, who was famed as seeker
after ideal truth, through wilfully at
tempting to improve on nature in his
landscapes and by grossly Hattering in
his portraits, likewise lost it.
At last the despairing Yuddi gained
audience with the wisest man in the land,
the Kings Chief Councillor. ''You must
be very young and ianocent to come to
me, my child" he said when she had
told the reason of her visit. "Know that
if l told the truth to my Royal Master
about some of our foreign relations, or
when he asks me what his people think
of him, 1 should need about hundred
lives year."
'Then let me see the King" boldly
cried Yuddi; ''he at least has none to
fear"
"You think so, child3 Well, will
contrive you shall see him. But you
may have to wait a long time"
Yuddi answered that she did not care
how long. The cloak was becoming an
intolerable burden to her, never long alb
sent from her sight, and it was in her
mind night and day, sleeping or waking.
She had need of all her patience, for
kings are not easily seen, especially by
the children Of Ryots,as the Indian peas
ants are called.
When she was admitted to the great
presence she knelt, covered her face, and
was for time too frightened to speak.
The King finally succeeded in reassuring
her. and she told her Grand.
"And SO you think, " said the monarch,
''that kings can be more truthful than
other people2 You never made greater
mistake You are too young to under
stand all the reasons why we are COM
PEELED to falsify and deceive; but 1 will
tell you one or two: Sometimes have
to meet neighboring sovereign who is
Jealous Of me or / of him-with whom,
perhaps, have been at war, and who has
killed thousands of my people; yet l
have to call him my loving brother I
have to put up with Ministers detest,
because the people demand that they shall
be in office. l have to tell my subjects
that I know they will cheerfully pay
taxes and vote supplies, when l feel the
doing SO will make them suffer terribly.
Go, my child. Kings can speak less truth
than their poorest subjects.
On leaving the palace Yuddi met an
old, old mana kind of priest, or der
wish. who frequently preached to the
people and in the intervals of his preach
ing begged for enough to keep him alive.
He was clad in the most wretched rags,
and, as Yuddi passed, he asked for
something to get food and clothes. I'm
mediately she offered him the cloak, ex-
planning upon what conditions he could
wear it.
Il think I can keep it, my daughter
Come to me here tomorrow and see."
The next day Yuddi found him, still
wearing the cloak, and with its spotless
purity unsullied.
"How is it that you alone have been
able to wear this for day2" she asked
II will try to tell you, my daughter.
am very old and have no wants but
food and clothing. When l ask for
money for these, speak the truth. l
ask no man to build me house or a
temple; therefore, l seek no more than
my daily food. have no friends whom
must fatter and no enemies nsvd fear
have outlived all but my love for God
and His creatures, and have no aim but
to do good to them. tell them that for
their welfare here and hereafter they
must refrain from evil, and call to them
hourly to leave the wrong and seek tho
right. Whatreason have to tell any
thing but the truth2 l thank you for
your cloak, and hope to wear it till
die. "-Julidn Mdgnus, in the Epoch.